Chapter XVIII

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"This is the brawl tent," said Charlie showing us the inside of the big tent. The inside was lined with an energy shield, "this shield keeps everything inside the tent so that nothing gets out, so no burning everything Ivel." Ivel grumbled and stared at the shield lining the inside of the tent.

The inside varied from the outside of the tent. Outside the tent looked like a kind of circus tent, but inside it was all hi-tech and had many weapons on the sides of the tent. The weapons included various swords, bows, and guns. In the middle of the tent was a big circular platform.

"This platform here," Charlie said walking onto the gray-ish platform, "is made out of an alien metal that is everything resistant. Nothing can damage the platform. We would've made shields out of this metal, but we have no means to find it and this platform is the all we have of the metal," Charlie explained and then demonstrated how resistant the metal was by asking Ivel and Isaac to try to damage the platform.

"See you can't do anything to it. No rust, no scratches, no nothing," Charlie said proudly. Ivel looked at Charlie. He looked disappointed. It seemed like he really wanted to burn some things to the ground.

"So, what do we do now that we're here?" Asked Isaac.

"Well, we train," said Charlie. He pointed to a big suit of armor in a corner of the tent that I haven't noticed before, "but first, I have to make sure you guys are fit for fighting."

Charlie shot some energy into the suit of armor. The suit of armor came alive and started to walk toward the platform. Once it reached the platform it roared a metallic roar and an energy shield formed around the field forming a cage around the armor and the rest of the platform.

"Ivel, do you think you can defeat Bob," said Charlie motioning his arms. As he did so the armor roared and flexed its arms.

"You named it," said Ivel with a sarcastic tone.

"Yep," said Charlie.

"I am Bob," clanked Bob.

"Did you have to name it," asked Ivel, building up sarcasm.

"Yep," Charlie repeated.

"I am Bob," repeated Bob.

"Is that all it says," asked Ivel annoyed by the armor.

"That's all it needs to say," said Charlie.

"I am Bob," chimed Bob in an agreeing tone.

"Ok, then. So do I just walk through the shield and fight," Ivel paused to look at the lively armor, "Bob," Ivel finished.

"Water you waiting for," said Isaac, "scared?"

"No," Ivel said offended, "Wait, did you make a pun?"

"Nobody cares about Isaacs puns, go fight Bob," said Charlie said.

"I am Bob," Bob agreed and moved his fists like a boxer.

"Alright fine," Ivel walked onto the platform. Soon the tent completely fell down and outside of the tent all the EXTs were cheering in a set of bleachers.

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